Negotiation and Adjustments
As the promotional strategies for Divided Threads were being fine-tuned, another pressing matter loomed over the production team—finalizing the financial deal between Arjun and Ravi Mehta. The film had already overshot its original budget due to unexpected production delays and increased promotional expenses. To top it off, there was growing pressure to release the movie as early as possible to start recovering the funds invested.
Ravi Mehta sat behind his polished mahogany desk in his expansive office at CineVision Studios, looking over the balance sheets and projections. The buzz around the film was promising, but there were concerns about the rising interest on the funds borrowed and the mounting financial pressure. Arjun, seated across from him, sensed the tension in the air.
"Ravi, I know we've faced some unexpected hurdles," Arjun began diplomatically. "But the film is in a good position now. We've got the momentum, and I'm confident it will connect with audiences. But, given the circumstances, I'd like to discuss my share of the box office revenue."
Ravi leaned back, raising an eyebrow. "Arjun, we've already set up the deal. What more is there to discuss?"
Arjun leaned forward slightly, his expression firm but respectful. "I'm asking for 8% of the box office share. I've put in a lot more time and effort than initially agreed. And with the inclusion of young actors from my film workshop, it became a mentorship project for me as much as a creative one."
Ravi's expression hardened. "8%? That's a steep ask, Arjun. Let's not forget, I took a big risk by bringing in newbie actors like Aditi and Nikhil. They're talented, yes, but unproven. This is their first project, and it's not easy to back a film with such raw talent, especially with the stakes as high as they are."
Arjun nodded, appreciating Ravi's perspective but standing his ground. "I understand, Ravi. But you also know the emotional weight this story carries. It's more than just a film—it's a reflection of our history and identity. The film can pull in people not just for its narrative but for the connection they'll feel with it. I believe my share should reflect the role I've played in making this happen."
Ravi sighed, glancing at the papers on his desk before looking back at Arjun. "Alright, let's say I agree to 8%. What happens if the film underperforms? I'm the one who will be left to bear the brunt. With all the promotions, interest on borrowed funds, and unforeseen costs, I can't afford to take on that kind of risk."
Arjun took a deep breath. He knew Ravi's concerns were valid, but he also knew his worth and the value he brought to the film. "What I'm asking for isn't just about the numbers, Ravi. It's about being fair. If this film succeeds—and I believe it will—I want to be able to share in that success proportionately."
There was a pause as the two men regarded each other. Ravi drummed his fingers on the desk, the rhythmic sound filling the silence.
"7%, then," Ravi said finally, his voice firm. "That's the most I can offer. I want us to both win in this, but I can't compromise further. We need to keep our investors happy, and they're already breathing down my neck to see a return on their money. You know how it is."
Arjun shook his head gently. "I appreciate the gesture, Ravi, but 7% still feels low for the amount of creative control I'm relinquishing."
Ravi straightened, his gaze unflinching. "6%, Arjun. That's final. You're asking for more when I've already bent the rules by letting you handpick two leads from your film workshop. It's a good deal. A fair one."
Arjun hesitated, weighing the offer in his mind. He knew Ravi had a point. The young actors from his workshop—Aditi and Nikhil—had been given an incredible opportunity, and Ravi had taken a leap of faith in casting them in such crucial roles. The inclusion of raw talent came with its own risks, and that was Ravi's gamble.
"6%," Arjun echoed slowly, his voice thoughtful. He met Ravi's gaze, a small smile forming on his lips. "Deal. Let's do it."
Ravi extended his hand, a grin breaking across his face. "Deal. I'm glad we could find common ground."
They shook hands firmly, sealing the agreement. With the new terms in place, both men felt a sense of relief. The focus now was on releasing the film without further delay and making the most of the momentum they had built.
Chapter: Adjusting the Timeline
Given the situation, the initial release date in March no longer made sense. With financial pressure mounting, every passing day meant more interest to pay on the borrowed capital. Ravi convened another meeting the following day to discuss an accelerated timeline for the film's release.
"December 2005," Ravi announced firmly, addressing the team gathered in the conference room. "We need to get this film out by early December. We're moving up the release date. We can't afford to wait until March."
Kavita looked up from her notes, a frown crossing her face. "December is barely a month and a half away. That's not much time to build the buzz we want."
Ravi nodded, acknowledging her concern. "True, but if we wait too long, the interest on our loans will skyrocket, and the investors will lose patience. We'll push as much as we can, ramp up promotions, get more TV spots, and rely heavily on our early reviews. We need to hit the ground running."
Arjun nodded in agreement. He knew it wasn't ideal, but sometimes, circumstances demanded flexibility. "We'll make it work. If we need to double down on interviews and press coverage, I'm willing to do it. Let's focus on our strengths."
Chapter: Wrapping Up with Hope
With the financial details hammered out and the new release date set, the team quickly went into overdrive mode. Promotional materials were revised, new schedules drafted, and a more aggressive marketing plan laid out.
Back in the slums, Aditi and Nikhil's families were brimming with pride. For the young actors, it was more than just a film—it was a validation of their talent and perseverance. As they shared their experiences with neighbors and friends, they became local heroes, inspiring countless other youngsters.
"This is only the beginning," Arjun told them during one of their final group meetings. "You've shown what hard work and passion can achieve. I'm proud of both of you."
With the stage set and the clock ticking down to December, everyone involved felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. Divided Threads was more than just a film for them—it was a testament to resilience, determination, and the power of storytelling. The journey ahead would test them all, but they were ready to face it together.